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Rh With conscious thought o’erburdened and oppressed. The mystery and the shadow wax too deep; She longs to merge both sense and thought in sleep.

From the oped lattice glance once more abroad While the ethereal moontide bathes with light Hill, stream, and garden, and white-winding road. All gracious myths born of the shadowy night Recur, and hover in fantastic guise, Airy and vague, before the drowsy sight. On yonder soft gray hill Endymion lies In rosy slumber, and the moonlit air Breathes kisses on his cheeks and lips and eyes. Twixt bush and bush gleam flower- white limbs, left bare, Of huntress-nymphs, and flying raiment thin, Vanishing faces, and bright floating hair. The quaint midsummer fairies and their kin, Gnomes, elves, and trolls, on blossom, branch, and grass Gambol and dance, and winding out and in Leave circles of spun dew where er they pass. Through the blue ether the freed Ariel flies; Enchantment holds the air ; a swarming mass